escape and return

It was nearly eleven o'clock when the two of them returned to the rented hut despite the severe cold. The corridor was very dark, and the streetlight in the stairwell on the third floor broke down at some point. Yuan Song took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight. His right hand Carrying the medicine he bought when he passed by the pharmacy, the man said that Fang Ge must have caught a cold.Fangge glanced at the bag of medicine in his hand, then lowered his head and rubbed his hands, then reached into Yuan Song's trouser pocket and took out the key.

There was no heating in the room, and when they first entered it was so cold that they shrank involuntarily, Yuan Song quickly plugged in the radiator, and hurried to the small kitchen to boil water.

"Brother, you warm up under the blanket first. I'll boil the water later, and you get up and take the medicine."

Seeing Yuan Song busy for him, Fangge felt sour in his heart, he didn't want anything bad to happen.He followed Yuan Song to the kitchen, leaning against the cold wall, looking at his brother without blinking.His expression was sad, as if carrying the melancholy of the river, which was a small boat that was about to go away.

"Brother, what are you looking at? You are so reluctant to part with me!" Yuan Song turned around, feeling a little strange, his brother was rarely so clingy.

"Well, I'm very reluctant!" He opened his arms and slammed into Yuan Song, who was hugged by Yuan Song, the small kitchen was small, they were in this square inch of space, smelling each other's scent, listening to the gurgling of the kettle With the sound of boiling water, time seemed to slow down suddenly. The old light bulb in the house was emitting a dim light. I don’t know how many years this light has witnessed, and how many tenants’ emotions.

Fang Ge buried his head into Yuan Song's shoulder, breathed in the clean smell of saponin powder on Yuan Song's body, and sucked his nose, feeling that such a good time should not be wasted.

"Brother, do you have something to hide from me?" His brother seems to unconsciously strengthen his dependence on him every time something happens, which may not even be noticed by Fangge himself.Yuan Song bit Fangge's ear pinna lightly, just as he walked all the way, his ears were turned red from the cold, and he hasn't recovered yet.

"No, don't, don't bite!" Fangge's ears are very sensitive, he leaned back to avoid Yuan Song's teeth, at the end, he quickly glanced at Yuan Song again, hesitating with a red face : "Wait, after I drink the medicine, I will kiss you, get close."

After finishing speaking, his face flushed a little more, the water in the kettle boiled, and he jumped out automatically with a "pop", which was especially abrupt in this quiet night, Yuan Song smiled and kissed Fangge's eyelids , moved to his mouth and pecked again, then let go of Fang Ge, turned around, opened the cupboard and took out a bowl.The freshly boiled water was scalding hot, and a curl of hot air rose up, enveloping Yuan Song's eyes.He blinked at the bowl of boiling water, thinking about how to make his brother showdown.

"Song Song, give me the water, I'll prescribe a pack of medicine." Fangge went back and forth, walked over to Yuan Song again, he felt as if he had no bones tonight.But when he thought of Chang Li, his heart was on fire again, and he felt an urge to rush to die with Chang Li. Thinking of this, he subconsciously sighed, and was caught by Yuan Song all of a sudden.

Yuan Song tilted his face and silently pushed the water to Fangge, watching his brother pour the medicine pills into the bowl, and the pills quickly sank to the bottom of the bowl, leaving only a small circle of white foam on the surface of the water. The color was gradually deepening, and Yuan Song reached out and took a chopstick to stir it, and the bowl of potion suddenly turned brown, and there was a faint smell of Chinese medicine in the floating white mist.

"Brother, drink it while it's hot. It will be effective if you drink it hot. After drinking it, you'll get into the bed and cover it warmly. It'll be fine if you sweat a lot."

"Oh!" Fangge nodded, picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it in small sips. He seldom took medicine. Before Yuan Song came back to him, he never took medicine when he was sick. After the reunion, every time he felt uncomfortable, Yuan Song would take him to buy medicine or see a doctor. Yuan Song took good care of him. Since the winter in the north was cold, Yuan Song had bought him a thick padded jacket to prevent him from getting cold, he may really be more and more inseparable from Yuan Song now.

The boiling water was very hot, Fangge drank it slowly, and a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.Yuan Song wiped it off with his hands while curling his mouth, watched Fangge finish his drink, and then pushed Fangge to the bedside.

"Brother, warm up the bed first, and I'll be over later." He bent down and helped Fangge take off his shoes, and his coat, and pulled the quilt to wrap his brother tightly, with his hands With a little effort, he pressed his brother to lie down.Fang Ge grabbed his sleeve, subconsciously pouted his lips, like a child, which was rare, revealing his emotions.

"Hurry up!"

Yuan Song laughed even happier. He kissed Fangge's forehead and patted the back of his hand, "Soon, I'll turn off the light." Said, he ran to turn off the kitchen light, and came back It was time to turn off the lights in the room.He ran very fast, and before Fang Ge turned on the flashlight of his phone, Yuan Song had already pounced on him.

In the darkness, Fangge could only see a vague figure and the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other. Soon, Yuan Song got under the covers.The sound of Yuan Song taking off his clothes reminded Fangge that he hadn't taken off his outer pants. He twisted his body and tried to take off his outer pants, but Yuan Song grabbed his hand just as he grabbed the waist of his pants.

"Brother, wait a moment, you can take off the quilt after it's warmed up. It's going to be a holiday anyway, and the sheets and quilt covers have to be washed. Bear with it." He knows that square grids are more particular about certain aspects, and he can be sure that this Apart from Fangge himself, no one else in the world can understand Fangge as well as he does.

"Oh!" Fangge gradually let go of his hand, and instead grabbed Yuan Song's hand and put it on his waist, "Then hold it tighter." Feeling that it wasn't tight enough, he pushed Yuan Song's hand behind his back Pulling, trying to shrink himself into Yuan Song's arms, the two were so close that he could kiss Ge's chin as soon as he raised his head.

"Brother, are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Fangge shook his head and replied.

"Then let's chat."

"Brother, there is something I have kept from you for a while."

In the darkness, Fangge's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he heard his own voice whisper: "What's the matter?"

"There is a girl in our college who likes me and confessed to me, but don't worry, I rejected her. I told her that I have someone I like." He felt the person in his arms stiffen, and he patted Twice on his brother's back, he leaned into Fangge's ear and continued, "I told her that I like men."

Fang Ge nervously clenched Yuan Song's inner jacket, he swallowed, trying to keep his voice calm. "Aren't you afraid that she will speak out? What if she speaks nonsense?"

"Hehe," Yuan Song chuckled twice, and kissed Fangge's face again, "No, because I told her "Thank you for liking me, I will be very happy if someone likes me, even if I don't like him , I will also appreciate him, at least, the fact that he likes me is enough for me to appreciate him.I believe that such a person is a very good person, who will not cause trouble for others, and will not tell people right and wrong. "I said let her believe me too. I don't want anyone to know that I am special. She really hasn't told anyone. At least, so far, no one around me has cast a strange look on me. I think, I Trust her."

"Sure, do you believe it?" Fang Ge muttered to himself, staring blankly at the dark phantom in front of him, feeling very unreal, isn't it true that everyone is untrustworthy?However, there are differences between people, and not all people have such high personal qualities.

"Brother, now, is it your turn? Are you hiding something from me tonight? Huh?" He bit Fangge's ear again, urging him to regain his senses.

Fangge let out a soft snort, but didn't answer anything. He groped to find Yuan Song's lips, and kissed them.Chang Li is different from that girl. Chang Li is not a good person. This is Fang Ge's subconscious identification of this person. There is no comparison between the two. He does not trust Chang Li.

"Brother?" Fangge was just sticking to Yuan Song's lips, but Yuan Song's call gave him an opportunity to sneak into Yuan Song's mouth. He has practiced a lot with Yuan Song in recent years. Yes, his kissing skills have improved a lot, at least, now he knows how to get into his mouth and learn to breathe.

However, after a while, Yuan Song took the initiative. He leaned over Ge’s body and kept stirring the small piece of world in Fang Ge’s mouth. He felt that Fang Ge was like a poppy, which could make him addicted. I can't quit my whole life.

The temperature in the quilt quickly rose, and when Yuan Song's hand went in from Fangge's waist, Fangge couldn't help grunting, and his hand naturally reached into Yuan Song's clothes, stroking it all the way up. Yuan Song's spine, while inheriting the passion from Yuan Song, he loves Yuan Song's back. His boy is about to grow up, and he has been waiting for the day when Yuan Song turns eighteen.

This kiss lasted for a long time, so long that both of them collapsed on the bed out of breath, so long that Fangge's mind went blank and buzzed.

"Brother, who looked for you at night?" Yuan Song's harsh question sounded in his ears, and Fang Ge subconsciously blurted out: "Chang Li."

As soon as he spoke, he came back to his senses, his chest was still heaving violently, but he couldn't continue speaking no matter what he opened his mouth.

"I see, I'll go find him tomorrow. Go to sleep brother, good night!" Yuan Song lovingly pecked the corner of Fangge's mouth, and hugged him into his arms again.

In the stillness of the night, the two could only hear their heartbeats that hadn't calmed down. Fangge closed his eyes vigorously, and then opened them again. He groped to find Yuan Song's eyes. He was obviously not asleep, and obviously couldn't fall asleep.

He let out a long sigh as if giving up, and lay down on the bed, with Yuan Song's forehead against his forehead, their breaths intertwined. "Why are you looking for him?"

"I don't know, let's fight."

"Then take me, we won't suffer if we hit him alone."

"Hehe~" Yuan Song couldn't hold back and laughed.

Fangge touched Yuan Song's face, and then touched the corner of his mouth. This person is obviously one year younger than him, why can he let himself rely on him so much?

"Let's talk to him tomorrow." He moved himself a little closer, facing Yuan Song's nose, and finally, gently pressed his lips against Yuan Song's and rubbed them together, "Let's go together!"

Sometimes, he feels timid and cowardly, and sometimes, he feels that courage comes so easily, all because of the person he loves.